marvelfangirllll

[marvelfangirllll]

Office

*Natasha walking pass Y/N*

Natasha: Hey Y/N, will you join me in Fury's office for a second?

Y/N *following Natasha*: Ohhh, private rendezvous huh? This whole 'trying to make a baby' thing has got you super freaky girl-

*Entering the office*

Y/N: Heeeyyy FuRY! *clears throat* What's up dude...!!

Fury: ...

Natasha: What did you think was happening??

Fury: She clearly thought you were gonna have secret sex in here...

Y/N: WHAt?! Inappropes much, Nick? *awkward chuckle*

Natasha: ...😏😏

Fury: Hey! Stop thinking of ideas!!

Natasha:

[marvelfangirllll]

who wants to see the worst thing ive seen this week

[marvelfangirllll]

MC:*Walking into Lucifer’s office* Hi Luci!

Lucifer:*Holding up a hand* Don't distract me. I’m busy organizing all my mail into three categories. From Satan, Death threats, and Death threats from Satan.

MC: Don't forget "Begging for a pact." from Solomon.

Lucifer: Right, four categories.

[marvelfangirllll]

ugh i need prompt 9 w mammon

i js love mc being so shameless for their love for him

Love me

Fluff Prompt #9: "I love you." "Say it again." "I love you."

Pairing: Mammon x Gn!reader

Warnings: Extreme fluff, cussing, baby angst, drinking, Mammon and MC being simps for each other

Notes: Mams deserves all the love in the world, especially yours (Greedy bastard).

Prompt event

How long has it been since he last checked the time? A few seconds? Few minutes? Maybe a few hours. Time is dragging on and on it seems. The glass of Devil Chaos cider is slowly loosing its carbonation. He's tempted to put a few shots of demonus in it to make his throat burn. A way to distract his mind.

And he does just that. Taking the bottle off the shelf, he pours a few shots into his cider. Watching it create carbon bubbles in the blue drink. Mammon puts it back on the shelf, taking a long sip of his cider.

The liquor mixed with the cider burns his throat, his face twisting into a sour expression as he swallows. He lays his head on his arm, starring into the class. Wondering when his beloved treasure will return.

Mammon lets out a sigh, his eyes glancing at the old clock on the wall again. You promised you wouldn't be long. Just a quick trip to the mall with Asmo while he had to attend a meeting with Levi, Lucifer, and Daivolo, unfortunately. He was planning on skipping it, but your pretty face asking him in such a sweet voice to go had him on his knees.

So now Mammon waits, a quarter passed 6 waiting for you. He knows it's not your fault you're late. Asmos' terrible shopping habits effect everyone regardless if you try to avoid it. He's really not any better about blowing money, but it's all on you.

Finally, around 6:35 you opened the door. A bag in your hand and a frazzled look on your face. Mammon was asleep on the desk, his fingers loosely around the base of his wine glass.

You felt bad for being 30 some minutes late, keeping your poor boyfriend waiting. But you did get him a surprise that you'll know he'll love.

"Baby..." You set the bag at your feet and shake him awake gently. "I'm home."

Mammon grumbles awake his pretty eyes opening and looking up at you. His whole face lights up at the sight of you, his arms moving around your waist instantly.

"Why were ya' gone so long?" His voice is soft and adorable. His eyes are closed tightly as he squeezes you, his face in your stomach.

"Asmo took way to long, M'sorry baby." You pressed a kiss on top of his head, your finger threading through his soft, white hair.

He only hummed in acknowledgement, bathing in your presence and touch. His little human, his treasure, his love.

"I love you." You spoke softly, pressing multiple kisses to his forehead. Mammon squeezes you tighter, he slips his head under your shirt.

"Say it again." Mammon's voice is muffle by the fabric of your sweater, his lips kissing your stomach softly.

"I love you, Mammon. I always will."

[marvelfangirllll]

Mc: (holding a shotgun) I need to talk with some Demons

Lucifer: no

Mc: but they insulted Mammon

Lucifer: still no

[marvelfangirllll]

End of the broke bussy saga~ It was never meant to be a mini series but It worked out~ lol

[marvelfangirllll]

[marvelfangirllll]

The red whistle because I read red as white whistle idk why lmao I don't think it's my dyslexia maybe it is maybe it's because I'm tired af

in a kinder world i live in an i spy page

[marvelfangirllll]

Mc: Hey Lucifer!!!!

Lucifer: *ignoring them*

Mc: Hey, hey, Lucifer!!

Lucifer: *still ignoring*

Mc: Avatar of pride!!! Lucifer Morningstar!!!

Lucifer: ....

Mammon: *passing by* What are they doing? And why doesn't Lucifer answer them?

Satan: *sitting next to Belphie with a wide grin* Oh, Lucifer is angry.

Mammon: Angry?

Belphie: Yeah, Mc has smashed him at that Trivial game.

Mammon: ... Oh.

Mc: Hey Luci!! Diavolo's right hand!!! Lucifer!!!

Lucifer: *gritting his teeth*

Mc: Lucifeeeeer! Prideful peacock!! Older brother??!! Luciiiii!!

Lucifer: WHAT???!!

Mc: *grining* How does it feel to live thousands of years and have a human sweep the floor with you?

Mammon, Satan and Belphie: *laughing their head off*

Lucifer: Fuck you!!?

.

.

[marvelfangirllll]

Asmo: Hey MC! What color do you think I should wear?

MC: You know, I've heard from the human world that the color red can make someone look more flattering, and attractive.

*Mammon changing into red in one blink of a sec*

MC: ...

Asmo: Geez Mammon, you're such a try hard, you know?

Mammon: Shaddup!

[marvelfangirllll]

[marvelfangirllll]

Mc: I want cuddles

Lucifer: will you behave?

Mc: no

Lucifer: (opening his arms) as expected of you, come here

[marvelfangirllll]

one of the most challenging skills i've had to learn as an adult is the art of figuring out whether i'm proportionally annoyed with someone or just tired and overstimulated and looking for reasons to be pissed off

[marvelfangirllll]

Mc: ....

Mammon: ?

Mc: I wanna fuck a cowboy so bad this isn't fair

Mammon: ...Huh??

Asmo: I've fucked one before

Mc: lucky

Mammon: What is this conversation , man?????

Later that day, mammon bought a cowboy costume

[marvelfangirllll]

I swear I get sad if I wake up and one is on the floor

[marvelfangirllll]

*y/n with yelena hanging out. Because I think they would have a great friendship.*

Y/n: *giggling* hey Nats in the shower.

Yelena: so? Are you gonna ask for nudes cos if you do so help me god.

Y/n: no.. I asked for her hair spiked up!

Yelena: what...

Y/n: *massive dramatic gasp then laugh* OMG SHE SENT IT!

*shows Yelena the picture and then both children end up laughing hysterically*

A/n: this is for those two people who wanted to know is she sent the pic or not. Here ya go @dandelions4us and @hanselate

[marvelfangirllll]

HERCULES (1997) dir. John Musker & Ron Clements